This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Huangfu Linshan was the former head of the Huangfu family and the younger brother of Huangfu Yushu. On weekdays, Huangfu Xiaoyuan also called him elder brother according to his seniority.

This person is also one of the Huangfu family's once masters, known for being good at a set of stick techniques, but Huangfu Xiaoyuan knows that Huangfu Linshan is really good at swordsmanship.

For example, when Huangfu Xiaoyuan learned martial arts when she was young, most of them were taught by Huangfu Yushu himself, but as the head of the family, interpersonal communication is indispensable. Occasionally when Huangfu Yushu is not around, it is this Linshan brother who teaches her martial arts .

So she knew that although this person was famous for his stick skills, his real skill was sword skills.

And this Linshan clan brother who had taught him martial arts died, and died by the sword of the disciple he had taught him.

Huangfu Xiaoyuan stared at that familiar face, suddenly felt a mad churning in her stomach, she covered her mouth, knelt on the ground and vomited heartbreakingly.

The relationship between Huangfu Xiaoyuan and Huangfu Linshan is that they are half masters and apprentices, and also brothers and sisters in the clan, but to be honest, her relationship with Linshan's elder brother is not so good that it is difficult to let go.

At this moment, Huangfu Xiaoyuan couldn't contain her fragility, more because of a curse from her bloodline, this person had the same bloodline as hers, they were members of the same clan, but now, the other party died in the fell under his own sword.

An indescribable nausea roiled in her stomach, Huangfu Xiaoyuan's hands trembled violently, and the shocking pool of blood red on the ground brought her to the brink of collapse.

She was not as strong as she imagined. She said that she wanted to be a villain, and she reminded herself of her hatred for that person more than once. Heavy, completely beyond her imagination.

A flash of lightning pierced the sky, and thunder rumbled. Huangfu Xiaoyuan raised her dull eyes, and raindrops as big as beans poured down. She waited for a long time, but not a single drop of rain fell on her body.

Accompanied by faint sighs, Huangfu Xiaoyuan's body was covered by a shadow, and at that moment, there was a little light in her eyes.

Lu Hanjiang, who was holding a paper umbrella, stood beside Huangfu Xiaoyuan. The light umbrella surface was hit by the torrential rain, like a small boat that might capsize at any time in a stormy sea.

"This person, no wonder he looks familiar, Huangfu, Linshan? If I remember correctly, it should be this name."

Lu Hanjiang bent down slightly and looked at the dead Huangfu Linshan. He remembered clearly that Huangfu Linshan was one of the famous masters in Huangfu's family, but after he went to the south of the Yangtze River for the first time, he disappeared without a trace.

Afterwards, even when the demons besieged Huangfu's house in the "critical moment", this person never appeared. Lu Hanjiang once thought that this person was hidden by the crown prince, but now it seems that it is indeed the case.

It's just that he didn't expect that this card, Crown Princess, would go directly to Jianjian Villa, but it's true, for people like them, trust is really a luxury. Any secret, if you can't hold it in your hands , how can you feel at ease.

This person pretended to be his disciple "Anan" and sneaked into Jianjian Villa, probably also to steal the secret of Xingxuan Dao. In this way, it can be explained why those demons would go to great lengths to save an ordinary disciple. …

According to the information in his hands, this person probably took the Xingxuan knife away from him, and after the real Anan caused this incident, he impersonated him, and has been staying in Jianjian Villa since then.

If it was just an ordinary disciple, Anan, who died, Lu Hanjiang would not feel that much, but if Huangfu Linshan, who pretended to be Anan, died... well, it would be a pity.

"Tsk, the attack was too harsh. I thought you could cut off one or two arms at most, and you could still save your life and come up with something. Hmm, is this God's will?"

Lu Hanjiang's tone was a bit regretful, he looked down at Huangfu Xiaoyuan who was stunned and unresponsive, his expression was a little inexplicable, he squatted down, stared at those eyes that had been absent-minded for a long time, and asked, "Are you planning to give up?" ?”

Huangfu Xiaoyuan's body trembled, her lips parted slightly: "No"

"It's not good at all. Your current situation can't go on at all."

Lu Hanjiang stretched out his hand to tidy up Huangfu Xiaoyuan's messy bangs, and said in a warm voice, "I can understand your feelings, but it's really hard to accept. Killing people of the same clan and continuing to force you doesn't make any sense. You can still Kill people, of course, I mean this, 'one of my own'."

As he said, he pointed to Huangfu Linshan's corpse on the ground, and Huangfu Xiaoyuan said without thinking, "Of course."

It's a pity that as soon as the words came out, the disgusting bitterness bloomed on the tip of her tongue. The meaning she wanted to express could not be transformed into actual words, and she couldn't say it. At this moment, Huangfu Xiaoyuan knew that she was pretending to be strong.

"As expected."

Lu Hanjiang's expression didn't look surprised, he said calmly: "To be honest, I actually expected it from the beginning, but I didn't expect it to reach such a level, forget it."

He stood up slowly, looking through the deep rain curtain, he seemed to be able to see things after that.

"Speaking of which, it seems that I haven't told you yet, how I plan to deal with your sister in the end."

Lu Hanjiang's fingers lightly brushed Huangfu Xiaoyuan's hair, and his tone gradually drifted away: "To put it simply, the final plan needs to be completed by you and Shang Luo, and that girl is the necessary insurance." , and you are the trump card I have chosen to give that person a fatal blow."

Huangfu Xiaoyuan gently grasped the corner of Lu Hanjiang's clothes, but did not speak.

Lu Hanjiang's tone was calm, and he continued: "Therefore, my expectations for the two of you are different. That girl Shangluo only needs to at least keep her original appearance, and you, Xiaoyuan, as the only trump card, Can you do it? To that person, your beloved sister."

"I didn't." Huangfu Xiaoyuan seemed to want to argue something, her words were blocked by the sound of rain, she looked so weak.

"What's the point of objecting now, Xiaoyuan, I can assert that your feelings for your sister are undoubtedly 'love'."

Lu Hanjiang's tone suddenly became high, as if he was praising a great poem: "You and your brother both have 'love' for that person, and the other died out of helplessness, pure love , one is a distorted love transformed by hate, but no matter what, the essence is the same, it is 'love'." …

Huangfu Xiaoyuan's body trembled even more, and Lu Hanjiang blinked at her. At this moment, his voice was unprecedentedly gentle: "By the way, if the plan goes well, your sister has zero chance of surviving, even so , do you still have the courage to act?"

Lu Hanjiang caught a raindrop with his finger, put it in the corner of Huangfu Xiaoyuan's eye, and let the raindrop slide down his cheek.

Huangfu Xiaoyuan raised her head, she couldn't tell whether the wetness at the corner of her eyes was tears or rain, she appealed to her inner desire in a pleading tone——

"I don't know, but please tell me what I should do now."

"That kind of thing, of course, is up to you to decide for yourself. 'Love'—well, this is a vague concept, but at least it is certain that the relationship based on demand is just a false illusion, so —Stay or leave, it's your choice."

That familiar feeling seemed to be gradually fading away, Huangfu Xiaoyuan seemed to be a little further away from his figure even in front of her eyes, a strange panic filled her heart.

"I want to stay."

The hand holding the corner of the clothes became more and more forceful, Huangfu Xiaoyuan's helpless eyes seemed to be proving something, and her humble tone seemed to be crying.

"Now I have no other place to stay." She said this.

".Well, I'm very happy that you can stay, sincerely."

Lu Hanjiang took out a jelly bean from his bosom, and pressed it to Huangfu Xiaoyuan's lips. The latter obediently swallowed it, and only listened to him: "Since it's decided, let's have a good sleep."

The effect of the medicine came on very quickly, or maybe Huangfu Xiaoyuan was extremely exhausted, she fell on Lu Hanjiang's shoulder, the jelly beans in her mouth melted, and the sweet taste began to spread in her mouth.

Thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, and the two under the rain curtain leaned on each other lightly under the paper umbrella. The cold wind mixed with rain was piercing to the bone, but the sweetness in the mouth was like a weak light, carefully guarding this place. A trace of warmth.

Gradually, Huangfu Xiaoyuan felt that the pain and entanglement in her heart began to melt. This little light surpassed the "hate" towards her sister and occupied almost all of her heart again.

If "love" is an emotion from the heart, with a sweet taste and a sparkling appearance, then this unspeakable entanglement is undoubtedly what she hides deep in her heart at this moment, Xiao Xiao Love.

Huangfu Xiaoyuan opened her hazy eyes, remembering this person's appearance once again.

Before the consciousness fell into a deep sleep with peace of mind, the oath in the story book began to sound in the heart, no matter in health or sickness, no matter joy or sorrow, until death separates us——

I will swear to protect this "love" forever.

Huangfu Xiaoyuan's aura returned to peace, a thunderbolt across the sky exploded under the clouds, the world under the rain curtain became ambiguous at this moment, and the boundary between light and shadow was blurred at this moment.

Under the light of thunder, half of Lu Hanjiang's expression was like that of a saint born into the world, watching everything in this world lovingly and tenderly, while the other half of Lu Hanjiang, who was submerged in the darkness under the paper umbrella, was still like an abyss, untouchable.